(Photo credits to target.com)In form one, our principal used to tell us, "Don't think that you will stay here much longer, four years is nothing, time flies." All we did was laugh and roll our eyes at the statement. But silly us, before we knew it we were counting days to finishing school. Soon sitting for our exams and leaving the Maasai Girls gate. The results followed later and now we were in a puzzle of choosing which university or college to attend and which course to enroll in
I of course didn't know what I wanted to do. But at least I had a clue as I loved business studies so most probably I would enroll in a business related course.
So that's what I did immediately after I chose Kenyatta University as my University of choice and applied for Bachelor of Commerce. Two days later I was called by the University who asked me to pick another course as I didn't qualify for it. As a matter of fact most courses ruled me out because of my poor maths performance so I settled for Hospitality and Tourism Management. But once I told my sister that, She advised me better saying that Hospitality and Tourism was seasonal so she agreed to take me to school to change it. On arrival, we analyzed the choices and drew down to two courses, Teaching and Communication and Media Course which had just been introduced at Kenyatta University. I honestly didn't see myself as a teacher so I settled for the later.
I wasn't really sure I loved the course, but I began the registration process. Getting my documents stamped was just hell being sent from one department to another, school to school not having an idea of where they were but going anyway.
I was able to finish registering finally but later received the next shocking news that my classes will not be in the main campus but in Ruiru Campus. First of all I didn't have a clue of where that was or even how to get there. So I did what any confused person would do, I asked for directions and withing no time I was at the Ruiru Campus gate. Since I was already late for class, I only took the time table and headed back home. The next day I was introduced to my classmates and started learning. Now the other problem was that all the hostels were full meaning that I had to commute daily from Umoja till Ruiru Campus. This was indeed tiring as sometimes I would encounter rude conductors, no cars situation, our driver being arrested and getting lost. Not forgetting arriving to school late with the lecturers perceiving me as lazy, rude and unfocused. Since I was starting classed at the second semester while others had already began in the first semester, and so at least knew each other I had no friends and never used to talk to anyone.
(Photo credits to josephdworak.com)Time flies indeed, I did my exams, went for long holiday and was once again back to school as a second year student. But this time it was different as I got new friends, talked more and most importantly learnt to love my course.
So what life insight is drawn from my story??!!....First is proper use of time. you might think you have a lot of time but if you observe keenly, you will realize that time flies fast and before you know it, you will have run out of time. Second is Early Preparation especially in issues related to choosing career courses. This helps in finding your passion earlier enough and as it is well put in saying, "When passion is applied in work, then work becomes play."
