My hostel ceiling leaked on my textbook last night, I think God is testing me

Last night e be like say the rain for Enugu decided to target my corner of the hostel directly. I wake up at 2am to water dripping on my face, and when I open my eyes, my Economics textbook don soak. The one I buy with my last 4,500 naira from the second-hand bookshop in Awka. I just stand there looking at the ceiling like, God when?

My roommate Chibueze was snoring through the whole thing, the man no hear anything. I had to move my mattress, pack my things, and sleep on the floor near the door. This morning the book pages are all wavy and some ink has run. I tried drying it with my iron but the heat made it worse. Now I'm going to lecture with a book that looks like it survived a flood. The lecturer will think I'm careless but e be like say the building just hates me.

I called my mother this morning to complain and she said, "Nwam, God knows why. Maybe that book was not meant for you." I swear I love that woman but sometimes her theology is just... sha I'm trusting God and saving for a new book. Who else has had their study materials destroyed by hostel problems?