MY DAYS ARE NUMBERED

All my possible best have I put into this academic life of mine to come up with something worthy at the end of it. When I thought that I have done my best, I realised it was not enough, it was nothing compared to being good, just fair. I was bitter within me to see that there is more to this so called academics than reading my books, going to classes, writing tests and exams. I realised that everything in life has a style. It was not very easy adapting to what I knew but never tried but a trial pushed me forward. Every man must adapt to change because that is how we survive. Online classes for a while is already in the past. I have always known that an end will come to those 7:00am classes but in a little while.
My days are numbered. Much more numbered than I thought in my heart. This year marks the end of all. There is no chance to go backwards, either forward or out of the game. I have beared much in this school than to let my current final year challenges pull me out. I can only be a fresh finalist once. It is no goodluck to be a stale finalist.
Dear finalists, physical classes have begun. Work on your academic life better. You have your last card in your hand, watch well before check up. Stop visiting friends that will not progress you. Visit the books that will team up with you to succeed. All of those that congratulated you years ago about your admission are interested in your outcome. Do well to pave way for yourself and family. Tests are in and examination is nearer. There is no better future than now, what you will offer tomorrow signals from now. UI examination is no uite’s friend but without the examination, you cannot be a uite.
Dear finalists, let your aftermath be superior to your past. Correct your correctable past, admonish the freshers well and not mislead them. Allow the younger ones to learn from your mistakes. It is never late unless you are late. Buckle up in these your last minutes and make this year more remarkable than initial plan