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Waking up every day wishing I had done something different, for the past few months has been my daily routine, people make mistakes in life and sometimes we can correct them while sometimes we can’t. I usually take about some minutes on the bed to think about my past before I finally get up. *especially if something triggers my memory.*

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*“Gbemisola, come and buy me bread.” That was my mom's voice, always filling the air. I didn’t think twice before jumping out of my bed, one thing that would actually make me spring out of my bed is my mom, I was not actually sleeping but I was on the bed with my phone.* 

*It was Tuesday, and I planned to apply for a change in my course, *if you wondering why*… my initial plan was to study medicine, I’d read and gotten considerable scores, but the school system always required effort. At first, I chose one of the popular schools which require more effort and scores. So, I planned to change my school to a less popular one which would give me much chance of getting admission.*

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*After walking earnestly to get white bread for my mom, most bread I saw was brown bread. I walked down the street looking for white bread, and my leg ached due to the exercise I did yesterday,* **when last did I work out? I can’t remember but I decided to give it a try yesterday.**

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*“I don’t have the big white bread, I have the small ones,” The woman said nicely, I couldn’t figure out why I was so mad, but I think I was mad at the fact that I had come all this way and I still didn’t find exactly what I want.*

*It was not long before I noticed the woman questioning eyes on me. 
“Oh, give me three small ones,” I said without thinking twice. Watching the woman pack the bread was not any fun, it was what everyone does. She happily packed them into a black nylon.. I could see a little smile on her face as she handed me the nylon. We did our business and I headed out.*

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*I continued in my thoughts as I headed home, one thing I was contemplating was whether to change my course as I change my school or change just my course or change just my school. I did not get to figure out an answer until I got home.* 

*Coming back home was quite easy and nice, I didn’t have to wander except for the fact that my slipper was on the edge of cutting due to the fact that I had slightly hit my leg on a stone, plus my head was lil bit aching, truth to be told,* ***the sun over here is like torture.***

*I got back to my room (**my perfect place to think**) it took some minutes to finally come up with a decision, I decided to change just my school. I never felt satisfied with my decision but I didn’t think of anything better at that moment.*
 


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*It was 2 pm already, I walked down the hall of the center where I was to change my form, my head never stopped pounding, and the sun was blazing* ***it was afternoon already I expected nothing less.***

*The receptionist was not in any way nice (**I kept wondering if it is just me being unfortunate or if it is an attribute of a receptionist**) but she led me to where I would be attended to.*

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*As expected, it was a young gentle man busy on his laptop, it did not take a second for him to notice my presence. I explained why I had come, he asked a few questions like the school I was changing to, within 5 minutes he did ‘his thing’ and he was done.* 

*He looked at me and asked, “Are you sure?” 
“Yes, I am,” I said unhesitatingly. 
He looked surprised by the way I answered quickly. “Okay,” he said and nodded. 
Honestly, I didn’t want to waste my time thinking, and besides, my head was still pounding.*

*I got home around 3 pm, took a shower, and relax. I called or texted some of my friends and told them about my decision. Days passed, weeks passed, and months passed I didn’t any text that I have been offered admission.*

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*This is one of the worst decisions I have made. I watched tons of videos on medicine and medical school and I saw that it was not meant for me. My motive for choosing medicine was not enough for me to go to medical school. I only chose it because it was lucrative and I had little passion for it.*

*One thing that I have realized is that I should have looked at the pros and cons before deciding. This decision has made me waste a year of my life. A mistake I will never make. I’ll consider anything considerable before taking a decision.*

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“Gbemisola, are you not awake?“ My mom again, always snapping me out…
 “This mistake has taught me a lot of lessons, I would put into consideration next time,” I muttered as I got up from my bed. 

“Hey, it is another morning” Everyone could hear me say loudly. 

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𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 

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