So, my name is Levi,, I am a college student, I am twenty years old, I think that is worthy of an information for now. Back in high school I and my classmates used to dream about the college life how Free we are going to be, how we are going to make money from nothing, how we are going to attract more, specifically a lot of girls. Life seemed so wonderful out there, we dreamed of it more than ever,,,we never saw any challenge could come once we are out of high school,,, because the high school set up was like we were serving life sentence in Kamiti.
Okay,,,, actually I am hungry,, it's hunger in me uttering in my mind trying to make me loose focus on why I am where I am. ' I am here to learn,, pass my exams, graduate and get a good job for myself ' that's me convincing my inner person not to retreat from my goals. However, the situation at hand doesn't need convincing,, I feel like I should be back in high school back to my in evitable dreams.
My body can not rest in one place,, two and half minutes ago I was laying on my six by three tiny bed,,, now I am wondering aimlessly back and forward in the vacuumed space where my bed couldn't reach to cover, right now I am heading to the box where I normally keep my foodstuffs as I check inside I can't deny my naked eyes the view of an empty, foodless hollow. "What should I do now" that is the question that has been occurring in my brains, all this time I have been trying to figure out how to keep up with the challenge of being a 'comrade.'
All the things I have ever desired to have, they are far from reach, how could that be, when I was of little age everything seemed so very possible,,, and I knew the way to get them was to grow up,,, now I am grown at least but they are still unreachable,,, it's like they keep moving ahead the more I keep growing and persuing them,, it's like the donkey rider whose donkey ceases to go and decides to hang a carrot in it's presence and in order to get it the donkey keep moving not knowing it is serving it's master.
And I know you are not thinking I am the master,,oh God I wish I had that kind of sense because I am just the donkey trying to reach the carrot in its front but who is my master I hope we figure it out sooner.
'Tululu tulu tululu tulu,' I know you don't mind if I tell you that is my nine digited Nokia phone, my mother gave me before I joined incase I am finding her I should call. It is my friend Peter, I have forgotten to add my crazy friend Peter, now that sounds correct to just describe a little bit his natural behavior. "Hello, Peter I am hungry," "hope you have not forgotten I am Peter your maybe friend not Peter your father," He sarcastically responds to my announced predicament, "Actually where are you," "I am in my house" my voice lowers hopeless, because I already know what he wants to say,"so I am here at the Equator hotels,,,, so I am commanding you to come here right now!!" Oh no again with his crazy fellas, "okay,as a well educated twenty years old adult who is hungry,, I am not coming " with my hands akimbo I answer Peter, "I thought you were hungry?" Peter asks mockingly, "Okay,why are you repeating to what I have already said " I ask again annoyingly.
"Peter the last time we were with your friends, I sold my watch to a waiter,, when they forced me to pay all of your bills " I couldn't believe they actually did that in the presence of my maybe friend Peter,"in your presence!!!" "And why are you yelling at me boy " Peter yells back.