• Time Cheated Me: How My Six Months I.T at the Refinery Clinic Made My 2026.


    If someone had told me at the start of the year that waking up before dawn four days a week would end up being the highlight of my 2026, I would have laughed so hard. Yet here I am, looking at the calendar with barely a month left of my Industrial Training, wondering how time managed to move this fast. Honestly, I feel a little cheated.


    My journey began on the 4th of May, 2026, the day I officially resumed as an industrial trainee at the Port Harcourt Refining Company (PHRC) – NNPC Limited. Walking into an environment of that scale for the first time is an experience on its own. Every day felt like stepping into the heartbeat of a giant industrial world. My primary posting was the medical laboratory, a space that would quickly become my second home. Before I could fall in love with the work, however, I had to survive what I call a very rude routine.


    Nothing in my schedule at the University of Port Harcourt had prepared me for the sheer discipline of corporate and industrial life. Suddenly, my flexible student mornings were replaced by blarring of early alarms at ungodly hours and the frustrating rush to meet the staff pickup time. Doing that once is tough; doing it four days every single week was sincerely frustrating at first. There were mornings when my body protested hard against getting out of bed.


    That adjustment period was easily my biggest challenge, but it gave me a perspective I didn't have before. It made me deeply respect the grit and consistency of 9-to-5 workers everywhere. Showing up, day in and day out, takes real effort.


    Once I settled into the rhythm, the real work took over. In the medical laboratory, my main responsibility was preparing patient’s samples for my supervisor to analyze. Whenever I got the chance to run the tests and work on the samples myself, it was under my supervisor's close and patient guidance. Having someone watch over your shoulder can feel intimidating at first, but it taught me precision, patience, and confidence in my hands.


    Soon enough, my training stretched far beyond the walls of the laboratory. Before I knew it, I was shuttling between the medical records department, the lab, and even the ECG room.


    I will be honest: at the beginning, I saw all those extra duties as a burden. After all, I came here for the lab, why was I sorting records or assisting with ECGs? But somewhere along the way, my perspective shifted. Learning has always been a core part of who I am, so I decided to stop complaining and start absorbing everything around me. Embracing those "extra" roles turned out to be one of the best decisions I made. It gave me a complete picture of how patient care flows through a clinic, from the moment a file is pulled in records to the final diagnostic result.


    The People Who Made Half of 2026 Beautiful


    As much as I grew professionally, it is the human side of PHRC that I will carry with me as long as I can. Between the early morning bus rides, the switches around the clinic, and the quick walks to the ECG room, I met incredible people. I built genuine friendships and formed professional connections that I am deeply grateful for.


    Looking back from May until now, working at the clinic didn't just fill up my logbook, it made half of my 2026 truly beautiful.


    Now, the countdown has begun. With only one month left before I wrap up my Industrial Training, the early mornings don't even feel like a chore anymore. Instead, I find myself wishing I could slow the clock down just a little bit. Time really played a fast one on me, but I wouldn't trade this chapter for anything.






    Contributor ✍️: Asuquo Victory




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    Time Cheated Me: How My Six Months I.T at the Refinery Clinic Made My 2026. If someone had told me at the start of the year that waking up before dawn four days a week would end up being the highlight of my 2026, I would have laughed so hard. Yet here I am, looking at the calendar with barely a month left of my Industrial Training, wondering how time managed to move this fast. Honestly, I feel a little cheated. My journey began on the 4th of May, 2026, the day I officially resumed as an industrial trainee at the Port Harcourt Refining Company (PHRC) – NNPC Limited. Walking into an environment of that scale for the first time is an experience on its own. Every day felt like stepping into the heartbeat of a giant industrial world. My primary posting was the medical laboratory, a space that would quickly become my second home. Before I could fall in love with the work, however, I had to survive what I call a very rude routine. Nothing in my schedule at the University of Port Harcourt had prepared me for the sheer discipline of corporate and industrial life. Suddenly, my flexible student mornings were replaced by blarring of early alarms at ungodly hours and the frustrating rush to meet the staff pickup time. Doing that once is tough; doing it four days every single week was sincerely frustrating at first. There were mornings when my body protested hard against getting out of bed. That adjustment period was easily my biggest challenge, but it gave me a perspective I didn't have before. It made me deeply respect the grit and consistency of 9-to-5 workers everywhere. Showing up, day in and day out, takes real effort. Once I settled into the rhythm, the real work took over. In the medical laboratory, my main responsibility was preparing patient’s samples for my supervisor to analyze. Whenever I got the chance to run the tests and work on the samples myself, it was under my supervisor's close and patient guidance. Having someone watch over your shoulder can feel intimidating at first, but it taught me precision, patience, and confidence in my hands. Soon enough, my training stretched far beyond the walls of the laboratory. Before I knew it, I was shuttling between the medical records department, the lab, and even the ECG room. I will be honest: at the beginning, I saw all those extra duties as a burden. After all, I came here for the lab, why was I sorting records or assisting with ECGs? But somewhere along the way, my perspective shifted. Learning has always been a core part of who I am, so I decided to stop complaining and start absorbing everything around me. Embracing those "extra" roles turned out to be one of the best decisions I made. It gave me a complete picture of how patient care flows through a clinic, from the moment a file is pulled in records to the final diagnostic result. The People Who Made Half of 2026 Beautiful As much as I grew professionally, it is the human side of PHRC that I will carry with me as long as I can. Between the early morning bus rides, the switches around the clinic, and the quick walks to the ECG room, I met incredible people. I built genuine friendships and formed professional connections that I am deeply grateful for. Looking back from May until now, working at the clinic didn't just fill up my logbook, it made half of my 2026 truly beautiful. Now, the countdown has begun. With only one month left before I wrap up my Industrial Training, the early mornings don't even feel like a chore anymore. Instead, I find myself wishing I could slow the clock down just a little bit. Time really played a fast one on me, but I wouldn't trade this chapter for anything. Contributor ✍️: Asuquo Victory •••Got a campus experience, opinion, story, or encounter you'd like to share with the Uniport community? Submit your Campulse article and picture to: [email protected]. Your story could be our next featured publication. [Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in this article are solely those of the author, a contributing student writer, and do not necessarily reflect the official policies or positions of the administration, editorial board, or any affiliated bodies of Unique Stoary.] Unique Stoary...digital heartbeat of Uniport. #UniqueStoary #Uniport #Stoary #Campulse #CampusPulse #ABetterUniport #Campus
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  • Why the 216th Inaugural Lecture Changed My Perspective on Motherhood.


    I had the privilege of attending the 216th Inaugural Lecture of the University of Port Harcourt, and I must say it was an experience that left a lasting impression on me.


    Before the lecture began, there was a free medical outreach where attendees had their vital signs checked. It was encouraging to see the organizers prioritize the health and wellbeing of everyone present. We were also served refreshments, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere before the commencement of the event.


    The lecture started promptly at 3:00pm and was delivered by Prof. Rosemary Ogu on the theme, "Sweet Mother: From Perils to Power." Throughout the lecture, she highlighted the realities of motherhood and the many challenges women encounter before, during, and after childbirth.


    Drawing from her vast experience as a gynecologist, Prof. Ogu shared real-life experiences from her years of medical practice. Some of the stories were emotional and deeply moving, revealing the sacrifices mothers make and the harsh realities faced by women who experience pregnancy complications or even lose their lives while giving birth.


    Beyond the medical perspective, her message was one of hope and resilience. She encouraged women to remain strong, never give up despite the challenges they face, and ensure that their voices continue to be heard in conversations about maternal health and wellbeing.


    The lecture was formally brought to a close by the Vice-Chancellor, who commended Prof. Ogu for her insightful presentation and urged everyone in attendance to reflect on the important lessons shared.


    Overall, attending the lecture gave me a deeper appreciation for mothers and a better understanding of the strength, courage, and sacrifices involved in bringing life into the world. It was an eye-opening and truly worthwhile experience that I believe every student would have benefited from.


    Contributor ✍️: Grace O.


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    Why the 216th Inaugural Lecture Changed My Perspective on Motherhood. I had the privilege of attending the 216th Inaugural Lecture of the University of Port Harcourt, and I must say it was an experience that left a lasting impression on me. Before the lecture began, there was a free medical outreach where attendees had their vital signs checked. It was encouraging to see the organizers prioritize the health and wellbeing of everyone present. We were also served refreshments, creating a warm and welcoming atmosphere before the commencement of the event. The lecture started promptly at 3:00pm and was delivered by Prof. Rosemary Ogu on the theme, "Sweet Mother: From Perils to Power." Throughout the lecture, she highlighted the realities of motherhood and the many challenges women encounter before, during, and after childbirth. Drawing from her vast experience as a gynecologist, Prof. Ogu shared real-life experiences from her years of medical practice. Some of the stories were emotional and deeply moving, revealing the sacrifices mothers make and the harsh realities faced by women who experience pregnancy complications or even lose their lives while giving birth. Beyond the medical perspective, her message was one of hope and resilience. She encouraged women to remain strong, never give up despite the challenges they face, and ensure that their voices continue to be heard in conversations about maternal health and wellbeing. The lecture was formally brought to a close by the Vice-Chancellor, who commended Prof. Ogu for her insightful presentation and urged everyone in attendance to reflect on the important lessons shared. Overall, attending the lecture gave me a deeper appreciation for mothers and a better understanding of the strength, courage, and sacrifices involved in bringing life into the world. It was an eye-opening and truly worthwhile experience that I believe every student would have benefited from. Contributor ✍️: Grace O. •••Got a campus experience, opinion, story, or encounter you'd like to share with the Uniport community? Submit your Campulse article and picture to: [email protected]. Your story could be our next featured publication. [Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in this article are solely those of the author, a contributing student writer, and do not necessarily reflect the official policies or positions of the administration, editorial board, or any affiliated bodies of Unique Stoary.] Unique Stoary...digital heartbeat of Uniport. 📌 Join the Unique Stoary Community on Telegram let's have real time discussions on latest happenings and matters arising in Uniport. Click on this link to join https://t.me/uniquestoary _____________________________________________ We have a WhatsApp channel. Do well to follow for exclusive offers, placements and real time updates; https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAYOmR05MUbjMcimM00 _____________________________________________ #UniqueStoary #Uniport #Stoary #Campulse #CampusPulse #ABetterUniport #Campus #CampusGist #CampusLife #CampusUpdate #UniversityOfPortHarcourt
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  • A Day in My Life as a Student.

    Today was one of those days I won’t forget in a hurry. After leaving home early and battling through heavy traffic, I finally got to school around 10 a.m. I was already stressed, but I had a lot to do.

    My first stop was at my processor’s office in Choba. I went there to discuss paying the balance of my school fees. I had earlier applied for the NELFUND student loan, and my portal showed that the application had been verified and the money disbursed to the school. So, naturally, I expected that it would reflect and complete my payment.

    However, my processor told me I wasn’t the only one in this situation. He advised me to be patient and give it some time—probably until January ending—so the funds could be fully processed by the school.

    From there, I headed into campus to secure a hostel space. That’s where the real stress began. The supervisor initially told me that there were no available spaces. Honestly, I understood, since I came late due to distance and other factors. Still, I pleaded with them and eventually paid around ₦130,000 to get a space—though it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.
    On getting there, the environment was tense. Students were bitterly complaining about their belongings getting stolen during the hostel renovation. Many had left their rooms open, as instructed, but came back to find things missing. One girl I spoke to was in tears—her NYSC certificate was found in the dustbin, her gas cylinder was stolen, and a textbook she bought for ₦40,000 was gone. She reported it to the dean, but nothing came out of it.

    Honestly, today drained me. Being a student is not easy at all. Balancing school, stress, finances, and accommodation issues takes a lot of strength and understanding.

    To make things worse, I didn’t attend class today because my coursemate told me there was no lecture. Only for me to find out later that they took attendance! That part really pained me. I just had to submit my assignment and leave.

    In all, today was both exhausting and eye-opening. It’s one of those days that reminds you how tough student life can be—but also how strong we really are. An experience worth sharing.


    Contributor ✍️: Tamunene Writes


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    A Day in My Life as a Student. Today was one of those days I won’t forget in a hurry. After leaving home early and battling through heavy traffic, I finally got to school around 10 a.m. I was already stressed, but I had a lot to do. My first stop was at my processor’s office in Choba. I went there to discuss paying the balance of my school fees. I had earlier applied for the NELFUND student loan, and my portal showed that the application had been verified and the money disbursed to the school. So, naturally, I expected that it would reflect and complete my payment. However, my processor told me I wasn’t the only one in this situation. He advised me to be patient and give it some time—probably until January ending—so the funds could be fully processed by the school. From there, I headed into campus to secure a hostel space. That’s where the real stress began. The supervisor initially told me that there were no available spaces. Honestly, I understood, since I came late due to distance and other factors. Still, I pleaded with them and eventually paid around ₦130,000 to get a space—though it wasn’t exactly what I had in mind. On getting there, the environment was tense. Students were bitterly complaining about their belongings getting stolen during the hostel renovation. Many had left their rooms open, as instructed, but came back to find things missing. One girl I spoke to was in tears—her NYSC certificate was found in the dustbin, her gas cylinder was stolen, and a textbook she bought for ₦40,000 was gone. She reported it to the dean, but nothing came out of it. Honestly, today drained me. Being a student is not easy at all. Balancing school, stress, finances, and accommodation issues takes a lot of strength and understanding. To make things worse, I didn’t attend class today because my coursemate told me there was no lecture. Only for me to find out later that they took attendance! That part really pained me. I just had to submit my assignment and leave. In all, today was both exhausting and eye-opening. It’s one of those days that reminds you how tough student life can be—but also how strong we really are. An experience worth sharing. Contributor ✍️: Tamunene Writes [Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in this article are solely those of the author, a contributing student writer, and do not necessarily reflect the official policies or positions of the administration, editorial board, or any affiliated bodies of Unique Stoary.] _____________________________________________ We have a WhatsApp channel. Do well to follow for exclusive offers, placements and real time updates; https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAYOmR05MUbjMcimM00 _____________________________________________ #UniqueStoary #Uniport #Stoary #ABetterUniport #Campulse #CampusPulse #Campus #CampusGist #CampusLife
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  • The Weight We Carry as Medical Students.

    Sometimes I wish people understood that studying Medicine is more than wearing a lab coat or carrying a stethoscope. It is a journey that constantly threatens to break you — not just academically, but emotionally, mentally, and spiritually.

    As a medical student, your entire future can hang on one exam — MBBS.

    One.
    Single.
    Exam.

    People say, “Just read, you’ll pass,” but they don’t understand the fear that crawls into your lungs when you’re studying at 2am, fighting sleep with coffee and tears, because you’re afraid of what happens if you fail.

    Because in Medicine, failure isn’t just failure.
    It is rejection. Repetition. Reset.

    While other students retake a course and move forward, medical students are told:

    “You didn’t pass. Start again.”

    Do you know what it feels like to watch your mates move ahead while you go back to the beginning?
    To sit in a class where you’re now the “older one”?
    To pretend you’re okay while battling shame, disappointment, and the feeling that maybe you’re not good enough to save lives?

    It’s emotional torture.

    You study harder than you’ve ever studied in your life, with a level of fear that no one prepares you for. And even when you pass, the relief doesn’t feel like victory — it feels like survival. Like you escaped something designed to swallow you whole.

    People see our white coats. They don’t see the panic attacks, the self-doubt, the nights we whisper prayers through trembling lips:

    “God, please don’t let this be the end for me.”

    Every MBBS stage feels like standing at the edge of a cliff — one wrong step and the whole journey restarts. And somehow, we are expected to be strong. To smile. To keep going.

    But the truth is, many of us are tired.
    Not because we don’t love Medicine, but because Medicine demands pieces of us we didn’t know we could give.

    Still… we push.
    We fight.
    We hope.

    Because we believe that one day, all this pain, pressure, and emotional weight will turn into purpose — and into the lives we will save.

    Until then, we carry on.
    Not because we’re strong…
    But because we refuse to give up on the dream.


    Contributor ✍️: Anonymous


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    The Weight We Carry as Medical Students. Sometimes I wish people understood that studying Medicine is more than wearing a lab coat or carrying a stethoscope. It is a journey that constantly threatens to break you — not just academically, but emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. As a medical student, your entire future can hang on one exam — MBBS. One. Single. Exam. People say, “Just read, you’ll pass,” but they don’t understand the fear that crawls into your lungs when you’re studying at 2am, fighting sleep with coffee and tears, because you’re afraid of what happens if you fail. Because in Medicine, failure isn’t just failure. It is rejection. Repetition. Reset. While other students retake a course and move forward, medical students are told: “You didn’t pass. Start again.” Do you know what it feels like to watch your mates move ahead while you go back to the beginning? To sit in a class where you’re now the “older one”? To pretend you’re okay while battling shame, disappointment, and the feeling that maybe you’re not good enough to save lives? It’s emotional torture. You study harder than you’ve ever studied in your life, with a level of fear that no one prepares you for. And even when you pass, the relief doesn’t feel like victory — it feels like survival. Like you escaped something designed to swallow you whole. People see our white coats. They don’t see the panic attacks, the self-doubt, the nights we whisper prayers through trembling lips: “God, please don’t let this be the end for me.” Every MBBS stage feels like standing at the edge of a cliff — one wrong step and the whole journey restarts. And somehow, we are expected to be strong. To smile. To keep going. But the truth is, many of us are tired. Not because we don’t love Medicine, but because Medicine demands pieces of us we didn’t know we could give. Still… we push. We fight. We hope. Because we believe that one day, all this pain, pressure, and emotional weight will turn into purpose — and into the lives we will save. Until then, we carry on. Not because we’re strong… But because we refuse to give up on the dream. Contributor ✍️: Anonymous [Disclaimer: The views and opinions expressed in this article are solely those of the author, a contributing student writer, and do not necessarily reflect the official policies or positions of the administration, editorial board, or any affiliated bodies of Unique Stoary.] _____________________________________________ We have a WhatsApp channel. Do well to follow for exclusive offers, placements and real time updates; https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VbAYOmR05MUbjMcimM00 _____________________________________________ #UniqueStoary #Uniport #ABetterUniport #Campulse #CampusPulse #Campus #CampusGist #CampusLife
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