It's was a challenging semester for me during my NATIONAL CERTIFICATE In EDUCATION (N.C.E)program the semester started quite promising at first having funs with my friends doing what ever we want and skipping lectures with the thoughts in our minds that the semester courses where not hard and we could possibly pass without even reading rather i was squandering pocket money my parent worked hard to give me before leaving for school without having second thoughts that life sometime karma will catch up with me
i thought i was doing the best thing little did i know my friends was tricky after sometime things began to change slowly and go sideways after one night i woke up with the symptoms of malaria fever I couldn't attend lectures and was approaching the end of my semester I called my parent and told them I was sick unfortunately for me they where not having money to send for me for medication i turned to my friends for help but the turn deaf ears no one among them was willing to help me including those ones i called friends yours friends are those who will help you on time of need but this friends rather destroy you i had no options than to endure the pain i cause my self from stay late at night knowing fully the students area is not safe for my health
our semester exams begin and I couldn't read because I was really sick knowing fully that if I don't read I won't pass my exams and my parents will be very disappointed in me I had limited of options than to Force my body to start preparing for my exams our examination begins and I had not yet recovered but still i managed to go and write what i know that I could to write I did my best
but my conscience keeps judging me
after the semester exams i went home and what crying everyday bitterly in my heart knowing fully i will fail some of my courses and reseat for them the following year semester results was out and be of the phobia I have.
I couldn't check the results instantly but when i gather the bold courage to do so seeing my results I was having three Carry Over C/O in three of my courses although I didn't fail all but my grade was low and my friends grades where good without any Carry Over I then realized those times I spent with my friends doing nothing would have helped me if I had used my time wisely.
The following year I knew what must must be done but it's crazy watching yourself go to lectures with your junior it still did not matter at that point because I knew it was my fault already at the beginning.
As times passes I sat up for my exams did my best in every area cut tie with friends who weren't of help to me in my academy perspective although it wasn't easy but I worked on my self and after a successful examination I passed and fix my grades back but I still regret those silly mistakes but i learn from my experience.
At some point those silly mistake taught me vital lessons that friends are in categories. You will be the one to decide those that will help positively and leave those that will not.
That was my most difficult moment in hope and it happen in school
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