I heard the sound of birds chirping behind my window and I knew it was time to wake up and definitely, to face the day. Well, I realized I had to go to school. Getting to school, I quietly walked to my Course Adviser for a copy of our course form. To my amazement, he said that there was nothing like course forms and that I was in the wrong office. I stood for a while knowing he was my course adviser. Unable to appreciate the message in his statement, I asked him to help me because I was confused. He simply looked at me with a smile and said, “it is a registration form” and not a “course form”. “What difference does it make?” I asked myself. Without any hesitation, I said “thank you” and left his office. The last thing I would want to do is to make the same mistake again because I have plans of graduating.
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