An index card may seem harmless, but it gave me the most dreadful experience in law school.

As I
entered room EH-309 in the USC Law Building for the first time, new and unfamiliar faces welcomed me
with a blank stare. Disregarding them, I walked straight to the first empty chair in the first row since the
chairs at the back were already occupied. Suddenly, an unknown individual in a flashy formal attire went
inside the room and told the us—the students—to bring out an index card. Little did I know that
individual was the professor, who had us write our names on it. Since I sat in the middle of the first row,
I was instructed to gather the index cards, and I had to put mine on top. Then, as requested, I gave the
deck of cards to the professor. While I was about to take a seat, the professor called my name. So, I
quickly stood up and said, “That’s me!” Out of nowhere, the professor threw a question, “What is Article
1 of the Revised Penal Code, Mr. Bullecer?” At that moment, silence grew as I tried to get hold of my
Revised Penal Code. Unfortunately, I left it at my apartment. Noticing that I was unprepared, the
professor roasted me in front of my classmates during my first day in law school. At the end of the day, I
walked home ashamed and disappointed at myself. Sadly, what could have been a great first day in law
school turned into the worst nightmare all because of an index card.