I consider myself a serious student - for the most part. I play hard and on those rare moments when God touches my heart, I also read hard. But in the lecture hall, there are things that happen that could really piss you off! At times like that you just feel like stabbing someone with a fork and running away to seme border *na joke o*. There is this guy in class who loves to talk. I mean, TALK. In my head I call him CNN. Now It's not a bad thing if your mouth is as wide as a geepee tank. I mean, look at me. I love gist.The terrible thing about this guy is that he only seems to come around when I'm extremely busy. He does it so many times I sometimes suspect it's deliberate. Here I am trying to complete an assignment that is due for next class and you're busy telling me who was smooching Folake in love street. Lord give me strength.




There is this girl in class who. . .


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