Seasons of my life 2

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Seasons of my life - 2
Hard work as the name implies, is not easy at all and it comes before success, even in the dictionary. That was the conclusion I came to while preparing for my exams (ICAN). I was so eager to taste my newly-found freedom I got as a fresh graduate that I began a count-down to the day of my exam (never mind that I was not fully prepared), and always imagined the long hours of sleep I would indulge in. I also had visions of fairly gorging myself on different foods I had missed while away from home and told anyone who cared to listen that I couldn’t wait to write this exam. I repeated this so often to people especially students that were still undergraduates to the extent that they started having visions of when they too would taste their freedom.  So you can imagine the overwhelming sense of freedom I felt as I stepped out of the exam hall that Wednesday; I felt like a captive finally free as I trekked to the bus-stop. Immediately my quote changed to “rest is sweet after labor”.
However on getting home, and “resting” for a few days, I realized that I wanted to be positively engaged. I began to get bored and felt like a failure for laying low and doing nothing but eat, read, do house-chores and prepare dinner; all in that order. My  saving grace was that I went to my aunt’s place to let off steam and boy, I became engaged when I discovered a film series titled Grey’s Anatomy, which I love to pieces. I became positively engaged again as I began to learn new things, medical jargon mostly, which led me to begin to research on careers like Cardiothoracic surgery not minding that the actress who played that part was just being good at her job and also, it will take years of study which I just got a break from and a lot of money to become one. This quickly became my daily and nightly routine; wake, pray, eat, watch film with little interruptions when I had to go to school for clearance.
I soon got tired of this routine after I finished 8 seasons of my beloved film series and was in a hurry to accomplish the next challenge. I looked forward to NYSC as the only saving grace from boredom not minding what friends said about camp being a mini-prison where you had to do the bidding of warders in form of soldiers. This made me put more effort in the clearance process so that I could be mobilized at the right time. My camp experiences, I save for another