A Day Of 'Little Worries'.

I honestly don’t know how to describe what today was like for me.

I wrote somewhere in my previous post that I missed a test, yeah. A missed test that even I didn’t believe I’d worry not about but of course one way or the other, I just had to look for a way to rewrite the test. Fortunately, I was told to come the next day with other people who didn’t write the test too.

This morning I woke up very early getting prepared for school and for the test, praying and hoping things goes well. I ate and as well took my drugs and I’m not even going to lie, I’m tired of taking drugs abeg. It’s so annoying swallowing pills every now and then. But yeah, no choice.

And that was how I was waiting for keke oh. I definitely didn’t consider trekking and thankfully, I was able to follow a hostel mate in the same keke and she paid for the transport. I was so glad eh. That was how the other day oh, I was waiting for keke, but I happened to stop a cabman. When I entered, I realized there was a lady at the front seat and yeah, they happened to be couples too. I greeted her and she started familiarizing with me, asking me questions and talking, like she’s known me before. The husband did not even give us face or contribute to what we were saying. As soon as we reached my destination oh, that’s how I wanted to pay and they both said no oh, that they aren’t taxi drivers or anything. Omo, I was so glad.

If you understand the expenses of transport and the stress that comes with trekking when there isn’t transport fare or not seeing transport, you’d thank God for your life when someone decides to pay for your transport or decides to carry you for free.

As soon as I reached school, we went to this man’s office, only to find it locked. Asked around and we were told he was around, yet office was locked and was advised to come back when it’s 12. I just had to attend the class I thought I wasn’t going to attend in that morning and I chopped free 5 marks. I love it!!! Glory to Jesus, hallelujah. This is what I want every day. Free marks, yh.

After the class, I went settling down in an empty classroom, waiting for the 12pm. apparently, my phone was low and fortunately I brought my power bank. I just plugged it in and immediately continued what I was doing. Few minutes later, it suddenly occurred to me that, the phone was not charging and the power bank wasn’t switched on. Power bank that was fully charged this morning oh. I was like e duro na (wait first), what’s happening? I tried it like three times and it was still not charging. Omo, anxiety started setting in. I immediately called the girl that used it last, remembering she said, it wasn’t charging her phone. I ignored it because I thought it was her cord, now reality dawned on me.

I asked her if it fell from her hand and she said no. I started calling all those who have used it, asking them if it ever fell from their hands and they said no. I was so worried, I didn’t know what to do. 27000mah power bank was a lot for me and it spoiling, was going to be a very great bad big deal for me.

I asked the girl sitting beside me to try using her phone and cord on the power bank to see if it would work. Nothing yet happened. That was the height of it. I didn’t even know what to do or know what the problem was. My voice started cracking as I was close to crying. I decided to call a friend of mine, explaining what had happened, hoping she’d know what the issue of the power bank might be, after searching online for answers and found nothing.

I tell you, as soon as I spoke, I broke down to tears. I couldn’t even help it. She told me not to cry and that she was going to come and meet me and lend her own power bank to me. It was already getting closer to 12pm and I was already losing focus. I managed to ask a course mate of mine, who I remembered had issues with her power bank of 40000mah and she told me, hers worked on its own after two days and that I should give it time and not to worry, that the power bank would work. I was getting relieved a little as I got some comments saying, it usually happens to power bank. It’s generally gadgets issues. I managed to be half calm but deep down, I was telling myself, ‘I hope it works, I hope it works’

It was 12pm and we hurried to this man office, only for him to be saying he wouldn’t allow us write the test again, asking where we were since morning and like 40 students came to his office in morning to rewrite the test. Oga! 40!! Odindin 40! Omo, me, I didn’t believe that one oh. We that we came early as 8 and the door was locked. I was just looking. The other persons that came with me were the ones trying to explain the situation and what happened. He didn’t even hear us out. He said he was busy and we should leave his office. Any further begging, could worsen the situation, so we just gently left the office. One was like, someone had already annoyed him before we came, blablabla. It was just funny how that happened. I was so pissed. I advised we waited 10minutes more, hopefully, he’d change his mind and call us in but baba didn’t oh. Lol. We decided to leave, hoping the following week, we’d get to write it. I’m glad I attempted meeting him concerning the test but yeah, the situation is beyond my control, there was nothing I could do.

My worries shifted back to my power bank. I arrived back to the hostel, found out there wasn’t light. Oh good lord! I just drifted to sleep and when I woke up, I was preparing dinner, when the light was turned on. I decided to just try charging the power bank for seconds, praying it works.

Thankfully! Thankfully! It switched on. I immediately decided to try charging my phone and praying it works too. Omo! Glory to Jesus! It worked guys! It worked! I was finally finally and totally relieved. Thank Jesus honestly.

You know something? I suddenly felt I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did when I found out the power bank wasn’t working. I should have just calmed down and carefully examined the situation for solution and not get worried, anxious or cry over it. Some may think, it’s just a power bank, she could easily get a new one or even repair it. Yeah, the thoughts of that alone was what pushed me to worry and to tears- going ‘powerbankless’ (does this word even exists🥴) or affording to buy a new one or repairing it, was just so sad.

Imagine losing something precious or valuable to you, even if you’re going to get another one, you’d still of course mourn over the one you lost. Or if you’re to repair it, you know of course, it can never be in a better condition the way it was before.

I even somehow felt guilty for crying over it when it eventually worked. Yeah, my emotions got the best of me. Which also later made me realized that, when something bad happens and you’re at the verge of crying, just cry. No need to take it all in. you might feel a lot better, you never know.

Today was just an emotion filled day and I’m glad the power bank issue was solved and I hope tomorrow will be a better day than today was.