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best in me. To illustrate how carried I was with this ‘final destination’ of my self-discovery journey, I went to join the school’s tech club that taught programming and other related things to members, but I was rejected. They said that they could only admit students from form one and two, as a finalist I was too late. My heart sank, but my determination was like a ship rocking the waves of a stormy sea, fighting to stay afloat. I had already dropped computer studies in form two and picked business studies instead (obviously not minding much what I really wanted for my life). Now I went to a friend who was taking computer studies and borrowed his textbook, went through it and took down notes on the topic on programming. The language taught was Visual Basic and even though I had no background information on the topic, and despite the fact that I was by now supposed to be seriously studying for the final exams, I took the pain and time to go through the entire topic, taking notes I understood little about.
When it came to selecting university courses, I obviously chose computer science in a university I believed offered the best of it. Architecture was so far from my mind now. Trouble came when the results came out and since I had done pretty well, my parents wanted me to do a prestigious course that was highly marketable (apparently, to them computer science wasn’t so prestigious and as marketable as architecture). And since they had heard me talk about my passion in architecture before, that’s where they directed me. I tried to resist but it was in vain. I found myself in an architecture class in a university that I had never dreamed of. I sulked throughout the entire first year of campus, at times feeling like I should switch courses and keep it a
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