THE MATCHBOX PROBLEM
It's been two months and one week since I came here. Funny enough, I can't remember if we had lectures on the first Monday, but I do know that I was hungry in the evening.
I'd packed everything, or so I thought. I was even feeling myself for getting a gallon of kerosene cause I didn't know where to buy any at the moment. You know when you're so hungry you already dream of eating the food before you've even started cooking? I felt that way. Unlocked my cupboard, brought out my stove, and guess what? No matchbox. Yep. I'd packed everything except that little yet important thing. I went to bed hungry that night.
Let's see how stupid I was. We all know the first case of stupidity was forgetting the matchbox, but I didn't have to go hungry that night. My roommates hadn't come back (the last person didn't even come back until... I can't remember, but it was a long time), but I had neighbours. When I was relating the story to my neighbour when washing, she laughed so hard and told me that I could have asked her for matches that day. I declared that I was shy, and didn't know if I should start the coexistence by begging. It was when she told me that it wouldn't have been a bother that I realised how silly I was, analysing everything and already deciding for her that it was an inconvenience. Stupidity, case two - I didn't ask for help.
Let's examine stupidity case three - I could have gone down and bought matches if only I'd asked. Turns out there's this guy called Bene who sells anything and everything just downstairs. Since I didn't want to ask for help, I should have asked for directions from those who knew the way to procure a matchbox. If I'd just asked, I'd have found someone who knew about Bene at the time. I would not have gone hungry that night.
As I was just reasoning this thing, I realised that there are other solutions to the matchbox problem if only I'd tried to find one, not huffed and puffed and gone to bed. Still on the reasoning, let's call some situations in life 'the matchbox problem'. You think you've packed everything for school - fresh school bag, sharp notebooks, money for texts, you're feeling yourself. Get to class, boom, no pen. You don't ask your neighbour or anything. You don't write that day.
In the exam hall, you see a question that you know the answer to. You fill up the entire sheet and ask for extra, feeling yourself. You come out of the hall, boom, you forgot a little yet important detail, plus you didn't use the right format. You didn't sit back, relax, and think on it, because you thought you had all the answers on your fingertips. It happens to the best of us, yes, but it won't happen in every paper if we tried our best to recon and write as well as we know.
You'll be treating important courses only, considering the rest insignificant. Of course you can ace it with one eye closed. I know, I know, but please draw a timetable. Apportion more time to the important courses, but give some time to the rest. It's not when you get a beautiful F that you'll start reconsidering.
One Man Squad, please try people. You'll be thinking they're just there, but the love and laughter they give you is also as important as the quiet you want. Granted, we all need our space, but not every single second. Even if it's one person you talk to, it's enough. You don't know how important and how infectious a friend's happiness is. Someone to smile with you when you're smiling, jump with you when you get something you wanted. Eating alone is not quite as fulfilling.
Me that's writing all this stuff, my life just dey. I'm still stupid. I'm just considering ways to make myself less stupid, and thought some people may want to join me 😂😂😂😂.
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