From the gloomy days of buying a jamb form….only God knows how many..To the stage where you get to see your so called ‘result’. That feeling of no way….this ain't my result 😭.

Then fast forward to shattered dreams and teary eyes. You ask yourself ‘Do I deserve this?’,'Is this my Destiny?'

Then like every other Thursdays,your mom tells you to go to a cyber cafe to check if you've been rescheduled. That reluctance at first,then you find out that probably your luck isn't that bad.

Then you realise that you are making history. Imagine writing jamb twice in a year😂 and then you emerge victorious cause ‘this is war’.

You wrote post utme and OMG!!! You made it.

That excitement 😂 🎉

Finally ,the cut off mark is released and your joy tripled🎉🎉

Then you tell yourself it might have taken sometime, but I made it 🎉😍

You wear your matric gown with honour and grace,cause in the end it was all worth it. The late-nights,the tears and fear of giving up.

You made it at the end.

And then you remind yourself that this just the beginning of another story and that you have to emerge victorious in this one too💪

Don't give up💪

You might be closer to that thing,than you think.

Keep Moving and never quit ✨ 

That excitement