The 1am Fan

         Hello everyone. Let me start by apologizing for my disappearance. I have been lazy, and life has happened to me. Adulthood, to be precise. I have become responsible for and to myself, and it is all much too sudden. I always thought adulthood was supposed to be something you slowly transition into but apparently my friends and family don’t think so as they assume my new status as an undergraduate means I am ready for the adult world. Now, everyone involves me in conversations about a cousin that insists on getting married to a man involved in shady business, conversations that would be held in hushed tones in previous times and no one waits for days before breaking the news of an aged uncle’s demise to me because it is believed that I can handle it. Now, it’s most likely I am ready to handle all this adulthood business, but I’m not sure I am ready to lose my innocence just yet. I have been ignorant, or pretended to be, and it has been blissful.
        So presently, I am a “fresh” undergraduate, and I can’t say school is everything I expected it to be because I didn’t particularly expect anything before I resumed; I didn’t want to get my hopes too high up. But generally, I have observed that university is a place of many things, one of which is self discovery. The social confinements of family and friends are not present and we discover how far we will take our newfound freedom. It’s also a place of reinvention. People make new friends, people create new identities, while others latch on tightly to their past, as it is familiar territory.
       As a student, there are two new sets of people that I constantly have to relate with: roommates and classmates. My roommates are all sane people, at least for now. They readily listen to my lamentations and wails when I get overwhelmed and start to rant about how the toilets cause you physical and emotional damage when used, or how horrifying it is that water doesn’t run on our floor, or how poorly managed everything in the country is, butting in ‘Yes!’, ‘Nawa’ or ‘May God help us’ in the right places. My classmates at first glance appear to be annoyingly eccentric and overzealous students on the brink of insanity but on a deeper level they’re just people innocently excited about learning.
       Now here’s what my typical week in school looks like: read more...