I skipped my first class that day. My first class ever. I didn't know why.... If I had to think about it, I never knew why I did anything. All my life, I was guided and told what to do by others. I never realized where I was going; I walked a tight rope of others expectations thinking that if I ever took my eyes off what was ahead, I would fall. I never even looked out to see if there was another rope.... Maybe one who did not have such high expectations. I just hoped that my parents and friends knew best, and that I was heading in the right direction.

I sat at one of those coffee shops, where they pretend that the black stuff that they sell you for three dollars a cup is really g

I didn't get honors. It took just one hour for me to go from passing with acclamations to failing. But sometime, while I was sipping my black coffee, I realized that I hadn't failed a test. I was on a path to fail myself. That morning I realized that if I was only doing something for someone else, there was no point in doing it. I needed to be able to say that I passed with honors because I wanted to, and I couldn't. I walked out of the cafe with a new air to myself. I was refreshed and I had more self-confidence. If failing one class was the payment to get my life back in order, I'd give a tip. I accepted the consequences and although I was mildly disappointed that it ruined my final report, I was happy because I was no longer traveling a tight rope being guided by others. I knew what I wanted to do and I took on challenges not for others, but for myself.

I wondered why I was in the coffee shop in the first place. I was sitting all alone wondering why I had ever walked out of my dorm room and instead of going to my test; I skipped; and went to have cof

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