College life is a life of freedom. I remember my first day at college. I had looked forward to this day from my school days. Life at college meant for me a new life. I was no more a young child but a teenager.The rain was pounding against my window as I awoke at the 'ungodly' hour of seven thirty. It was bad enough that I had to be there for 9 AM. I felt so secure and warm wrapped up in my winter duvet. It was the best feeling in the world. As I finally dragged my self out of the comfort and security of my bed, I felt the cold as I rushed to get a shower.
.When I entered my college for the first day, I looked around with a mixed feeling of confusion and joy. The stately building with massive pillars made a deep impression on my mind. I was puzzled as I was not used to the ‘college-ways’ of things. The students in batches were moving up and down the corridors for their classes. The professors were coming smilingly and exchanging greetings with the students in a friendly manner.I didn't really want to go, but something inside me told me I should; it would be for the best. Today wasn't just my first day at college;it was the start of a journey. I arrived early, about eight thirty. I'll always remember that totally lost feeling which i had at that time.
"A college degree is not a sign that one is a finished product but an indication a person is prepared for life."
The first item on the routine was a lecture on English. I joined my class room.The professor came with the attendance register. After finishing roll-call he delivered a short lecture on college-life. What impressed me most was the fluency with which he spoke.He advised us to take the maximum advantage of college-life. Consulting my day’s routine I found that the next period was an off-period. This gave me a chance to make a tour round the college premises. I noted with a sense of relief that I would no longer be confined to the same room...
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