Diary of a college dork

Meet S, a Confused Young Fellow in Love S was a regular Nigerian guy—confident when he needed to be but hopelessly awkward when it came to matters of the heart. The issue wasn’t that he couldn’t fall in love; it was that he overthought everything. So when he found himself captivated by K, a soft-spoken girl with a laugh that could light up a room, S decided to put his feelings into words. He wrote her a love letter.   K wasn’t someone S was particularly close to, but there was something about her that left him tongue-tied and breathless every time she passed by. After weeks of overanalyzing and relentless teasing from his friends, he finally mustered the courage to write the letter.   It wasn’t easy. S wasn’t exactly a poet, but he poured his heart into every word, confident that K would understand how he felt. “She’ll feel this one,” he said to himself as he folded the paper, a satisfied smile on his face. But doubt crept in just as quickly as the ink had dried. What if it so...

 What Would You Give to Be a Fresher Again?   It feels like just yesterday when I stepped onto the campus of Chrisland University, a naive but eager fresher with a head full of dreams. There’s a magic in those first days, a sense of hope and possibility that comes with being on the cusp of something new. The air feels lighter, fresher, as though the universe is offering you a clean slate to etch your story.   I remember the wide-eyed innocence we all carried, coupled with the pride of finally making it into university. The thrill of introducing myself during orientation, the awkward attempts at making friends, and the pure joy of wearing the prestigious Chrisland badge for the first time every moment seemed to shimmer with promise.   But with that innocence came the mistakes, those naïve blunders that make you wince in hindsight but also smile fondly. I remember spending an entire month overdressing for lectures, thinking it would impress people. Or staying up all ni...