Don't Get Me Started!

Don't get me started!

Don't get me started about my first days on campus,

On how we all packed our bags of expectations to campus.

About how everyone was excited about being a campuser.

The orientation week got us up and down surveying buildings,

When we started lectures and that's when all hell broke loose.

 

Don’t get me started!

Don’t get me started about my first days of lectures

About how everything high school taught us about campus became a lie.

About how the life we thought would be only comforting became a series of stress.

With lectures from 7-4 pm and 3-10 pm, coursework, assignments and presentations piling up.

About how campus became a nightmare more than blissful

 

Don’t get me started!

Don’t get me started about the course units About how they kept piling up with every semester that came by,

With everyone rushing to grab some of the manageable ones 

I mean those with lecturers that were coated as “nice”

 

Don't get me started!

Don't get me started about the examination weeks

About how everyone was up and down trying to get the examination permit

The tension of unfinished tuition fees as parents and guardians were still struggling to make ends meet

About how surcharge fees got many thrown out of the examination rooms

 

 

Don't get me started!

Don't get me started about the portals

Every message that came from the coordinators and lecturers got everyone checking

About how impatiently everyone wanted there results uploaded

About how some had portals with missing marks

With reasons like missing coursework, no exam and the likes 

 

Don't get me started!

Don't get me started about campus 

For the end is actually the beginning.

 

The Muse's Notebook:Mariam Salah