I don't intend to bore anyone with a long intro of how I'm not so friendly and don't have a lot of friends. So let's get into the story of my first meeting with someone worth writing about.
I had just moved into a new apartment after last year's strike. A couple of the guys were acting really nice, I guess because I was new and partly, it was pretty girl privileges. In about two weeks, I got used to everyone in my series but there was this one room that I barely saw the occupants. I heard there were two guys occupying the room. Towards the end of last year, I knew everyone very well but I wasn't close to anyone yet.
Early this year, we resumed for a new session. I resumed a bit too early and we were so few the first week. Gradually, other students resumed but I noticed one person was missing. It was one of the two guys that I never spoke to in my series.
One day, I was going to a different lecture hall for another class and I saw the guy. I barely remembered his name so I just said "heyyyyy…. You have decided to come back." I was actually really surprised that I said that because we've never had a friendly conversation. He said "Sophia, how are you?" I frowned immediately. "Who the heck is Sophia?" I asked, obviously offended because calling me by my name is a big deal to me. "From today, your name is Sophia". I frowned but I wasn't very upset and we parted ways. He was hurrying off to class too, I guess.
From that day, we greeted each other more often but that was it. A week later or there about, he invited me into his room. I was first impressed by the neatness of it. Not many guys are very neat to be honest. Then we had a conversation for the first time. I learnt from that conversation that he's an avid reader just like me, I went through his library and he recommended really great books for me. We talked about a lot of things - work, finances, school, life, self-improvement. I learnt a great deal that day.
We've been closer overtime. That meeting birthed a business idea for me, a savings strategy, better time management habit and resetting my priorities. For the first time, I actually believed the popular saying that someone you've met in just a few days can make a better impact in your life compared to someone you've known for ages. I don't regret meeting him but it's actually really sad that we no longer talk at the moment.
And someone might be wondering how it is that someone that I've barely been friends with for a month is who I choose to write about as one of my closest friends. Truth is, I realized that the person I've been rolling with for the longest while isn't exactly my friend. I've just been wasting my time, caring genuinely for people who find pleasure in gossiping about me and sticking to me because I'm useful. I think it's better to give credit to a friendship with someone who's been real with me from day one even though we couldn't stick together for a very long time. All hope isn't lost though and I'm guessing we'll find a way to resolve our conflict but if this be the end of the road for us, I have no regrets. It was a good friendship while it lasted.
I am a witty, adventurous and nicheless writer who loves to sing, take pictures, teach and travel. I am currently an English Education student at the University of Nigeria Nsukka. I am also a young children's teacher who homeschools kids during holidays. I love to share my life experiences through writing with the hope of inspiring as many people as possible on the Hive space.
