A Typical day in my life. 

It's 5 o'clock and I hear the deafening noise of my alarm clock going off.  Bleary-eyed and determined, I drag myself out of bed. I turn on the kettle and the smell of the coffee gives me a somewhat psychological energy boost. I drink my coffee and head out to my morning netball practice, I feel the cold wind blowing softly against me and I appreciate that early dew smell after a night of keeza rain.  

I return back to the hostel and prepare myself for the whirlwind journey of academia. Walking to my first class admiring all the different body language and flair for fashion each student has. Sleeping through my first lecture I was optimistic about, I finish the rest of my classes with realistic expectations. 

As the evening approaches I go about the rest of my extracurricular activities such as first year's concert filled with gut-busting laughter, overactive minds, and rumbling stomachs we finally finish the practice and head to our designated locations. 

Exhaustion sets in after a long and exfoliating shower, as I lay in bed and reflect on my day there is a sense of nostalgia and camaraderie that overfills my mind and soul.