The Wake-up Call written by NurohWrites.✍️

Just like that!!! I checked the time and realized it had flown by — and with it, the plan I had scheduled disappeared too.

I was exhausted when I got back from school yesterday. Then, something hard struck me. I don’t even know where the voice came from, but it said:

“You're just a step ahead of your dreams, but only if procrastination will let you.”

Oh Chim! That was loud — not in volume, but in meaning. I needed to take note of that.

Lately, I’ve realized how procrastination has been ruling over my schedule. It’s not even that deep, but here’s what’s been going on:

Whenever I go to bed, it’s become a routine to set three alarms. Guy!!! Odìndìn 3 alarms! Yes o, sometimes even more.

Here’s how it usually goes:

One rings at 2 AM, another at 3 AM, and the last at 4:30 AM.

You might wonder why I set all those alarms. Curiosity killed the cat, abi? But let me tell you — I’m a student who prioritizes reading my notes. I love understanding my courses before exams.

Ohh! You think I’m the serious type? Just dey play! Anyway, those alarms? They never really work. I always end up sleeping through all of them.

Funny how alarms, which are supposed to help us, end up becoming weapons fashioned against our sweet dreams.

But me? I no send. I sleep jeje while my alarms buzz like crazy.

But something happened that night, something different from what usually happens. This time, it was that thing that put me in danger…

I was scrolling when my department’s exam timetable popped up on my phone. I wasn’t too scared, just a little nervous (I still had full steeze 😎).

It was already late, but I still had to finish my daily tasks. When I was done, I told myself, “Let me go offline to read my book.”

But the moment I tried opening my book, it closed. I tried again. Same result. Again. And again — until finally, even my eyes closed too.

Haa! My village people! Modaran! You see, words are powerful. One of the things I fear most is ignoring the voice in my mind. And as expected, it popped up again:

“Nuroh, you need to rest. Just sleep for now. Don’t worry, set a factual alarm this time. You’ll wake up to read, I promise.”

My heart calmed down. That was the solution. So I slept.

…

The alarm rang, just like it always does. But this time, I didn’t just hear it, I felt it. My roommate, who was sleeping beside me, even stood up to turn it off. Don’t worry, I told her to. After all, I was awake, right?

Face up.

Eyes forcibly opened.

Mind shut.

Heart locked.

I swear, I never meant to go back to sleep.

Haa!!! Before I knew it, face still up, eyes still half-open — I had dozed off again…

Until suddenly, everything came back:

Face up.

Eyes open.

Mind awake.

Heart and brain alert.

Back to the start.

PLEASE SAVE ME, I'M IN DANGER!!!

I checked the time — it was exactly 4:30 AM.

And I had set my alarm for 3:00 AM.

“Nuroh, what is wrong with you? Stand up and read joor!”

And that voice again, reminding me not to ignore my mind.

So I stood up.

I read.

I understood my course.

I read for about an hour and a half and I was genuinely happy, finally.

#Mindset

#StudentLife

#OurHeartSpeaks

#Hope

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